The neighborhood gave an impression of idyllic normalcy. Small, tidy yards, some with cut grass and some with banks of flowers, fronted modest houses, each showing creative architecture and elegant wood finishings. Diverse trees lined the quiet street. Walking the weathered sidewalk, lifted and cracked by roots, Ethan let himself notice the cool edge of the...
Getting Lost is a science-fantasy serial presented in 6 parts. I recommend reading Getting Lost 1 & 2, or the tale might not make sense. I want to thank Krellyn, Leah Harvey, and RNebular for editing. Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy it! Guinevere A. Hart ********** Hibreon Although Sabrael had instructed her to stay in the ship while he slep...
I was sitting in the lobby of Sea-Tac Airport, reading my Kindle waiting for my flight to be called when this woman stumbled in front of me. "What the hell you do that for?" she yelled at me. I looked up at her, "What are you talking about. I'm just sitting here." "You fucking well know, you tripped me!" God, I hadn't expected to meet the Wicked Witch of...
A member of a Twitter writers’ community asked how authors should present their social and political ideals in their work. I responded to only include them if they are relevant to the story; not to hit readers over the head with them. So I apologize in advance if you have a headache from reading this. If you’re a troll, I’m sure you’ll find a lot of material...
The Road Trip (Part two) It had been a week since Emma and I met and we had spent every moment of that week together. During the day we traveled and visited various tourist sites as well as a few buildings on my list of unusual architectural projects. At night we made love until we were exhausted. I had never tried so many sexual positions before, Emma see...
Thank you GA for your wisdom and guidance in developing this story. ***** I've known Edward since our sophomore year in college. He's a sandy-haired, 6'2" hunk of a man with ice-blue eyes that could see into my soul and a smile that could brighten my heart. A year after we graduated, we were married. Why did we wait four years? Edward said he had to be sur...
Greetings all; in my stories my characters exist in my head, but there might be real life inspirations for some of them. Who knows? This is my contribution to the private dick genre. ~ Preface. To all that know her Celia Wheatstraw was the epitome of charm, grace and propriety in every area of her life. She's a tall blonde, with a swimmers body, nice jui...
From my early upbringing I was always taught that true beauty was natural. I was brought up in a Sikh household and my family believed in the teachings of the Guru Nanak. I had turned 18 and all my friends were using make up and hair removal products but my faith taught me to embrace my natural hair. I never cut the hair on my head or anywhere else. I had l...
On Tuesday, Dr. Julie Murphy, professor of Mathematics and Director of the Center for Mathematics Education at UAB, had a meeting with her friend, Calvin Johnson. Calvin is an insurance company executive, and had been instrumental in helping Dr. Murphy meet people who were connected with the philanthropic community in Birmingham, in order to raise funding fo...
Maggie's customers included the Christians of Faith (COF) organization in Omaha. She audited their books every three months, a job of 3 or 4 days for which they paid her one thousand dollars plus the cost of a modest hotel room. By the standards of the small town in Kansas where she lived with her husband, an evangelical preacher, that was good money. She...